MY MOM'S FRIENDS

I guess my childhood was pretty normal, or at least it seemed that way. Parents happily married, younger sister living happily in suburbia. My name is Rick, and this is the summer that changed my perspective on EVERYTHING!

My parents we always fit, and for the most part nice. I always got along well with them. My mother Carol could be stern and a bit directive, but always loving and kind. My father Steve was the fun one, working too hard, rarely home before 10pm but always up for active weekends hiking, camping etc.

I have always been fit, staying active in sports. I think I get this from my mom, she has always worked out, and staying toned and fit. Frankly at 40 she looks better than a lot of women in their late twenties!

After moving out and seeing how tough the world can be, I moved home. Initially for the summer, then the winter and another summer... not what I intended but just how things worked out. Fortunately for me this let me get to know the other women that my mom worked out with... all neighbors and a very tight group.

Being fit myself I was never shy about mowing the lawn with my shirt off, or laying out on our rooftop deck enjoying the view. Two of my mom's workout friends lived just down the hill, occasionally I would see them laying in the sun. From our deck I had a pretty good view, and could watch without being seen.

Libby is the youngest of my mom's friends. I am not sure how old she is, but certainly younger than the others, maybe early 30ths? Easily the best looking, slender waist, light brown hair, larger tits and legs that go on forever! I think she was the first 'MILF I ever fantasized about, fantasies that carried on through my second summer at home. Fortunately for me, Libby and her husband have a pool, so I had many hours of enjoyment watching her in her bikini, frequently rubbing herself with sun tan lotion and changing position frequently. Since Libby doesn't have kids, her body simply rocks!

The other of my mom's friend that I can see from the balcony is a woman from India named Usha. Usha and her husband moved in about 1 year ago, and her husband promptly moved back to India for work. I hear that they are still married, and that this isn't uncommon, but he only seems to come around every other month or so. Usha, like the others is trim and fit. While Usha is probably the oldest of the group, she carries her age VERY well. Easily as slim as Libby, her figure is very compact with smaller breasts but nipples that show through just about anything she wears. I hear that Usha has kids, but they never come around, so who knows?

The rest of the group, Negah, Taylor and Jenny all live a few blocks away. They are all sexy women over 30 and I like them all except for Negah. She has always been bitchy, and I feel like she looks down on me for having moved back in... not to say that I haven't caught her looking at me with my shirt off... but still a bitch, a beautiful Iranian domineering bitch!

Summer two at home was in full swing and settling into a pretty steady routine. Mom is up early working out with her group, back about the time I get up and go for a run, then off doing whatever women do during the day. Most evening the group goes for a walk or something else active. Every now and then one or two will be somewhere else, but it is pretty normal for me to watch 6 beautiful mature women heading out in their skin tight workout gear twice a day... giving me all I need to jack off in the shower. Pretty pathetic, but that's life... Or I should say that WAS life...

Early on Tuesday I could hear my mom rattling around in the kitchen, probably getting ready for a workout. Now, I love my mom, she has always been there for me, but sometimes my feelings are confused, like today. Standing in the doorway I could see her tight ass in the black leggings she routinely wore, and I could feel my cock begging to stand at attention!

Turning and glancing down at my bulging shorts, no sign of a smile, "Rick, it's Libby's birthday, take this card to her." Now, I suspect my mom knows I have the hots for Libby, so I would have said thanks but her tone was sharper than I like... telling me not asking. What the hell?

'Sure," I asked meekly. "Now or later?"

Bending over to tie her shoe I had a nice view of the tops of her tits. Even crushed by her sports bra I could tell they were still firm, no more than a handful. 'I have plans tonight," she said, still not smiling as she swept her short black hair out of her eyes. "The others are having a party for her at 6 and opening presents at 7, just get it to her a bit before then. I want to swing by around 9, make sure she has it before I get there."

"Ok, what do you have going on?"

"Nothing mister," she said in that same biting tone, turning her back to me, her shapely ass once again becoming the center of my attention. I really shouldn't be checking out my own mother!

"Just get the card to her so they can enjoy the party." No smile, no thank you... Nothing. What the hell did I do wrong this time?

Since it was early, I went for a run, lifted weights and laid out on the deck. Lucky for me Libby was out celebrating early with Taylor and Jenny by her pool, giving me everything I needed to jack off several times! Sitting there, fantasizing about what they would look like naked for what seemed like a few minutes quickly burned through the afternoon and before I knew it the 6.45pm alarm I had set was going off. DAMN, guess my cock will have to wait.

Looking down I could see Negah and Usha drinking wine, standing by the pool talking. I guess their party was well under way!

I hit the shower, pulled on some clean shorts and a t-shirt, grabbed the card and headed down.

The door was slightly open, I knocked. Nothing. Since I know Libby and her husband John pretty well, I figured it would be ok if I opened the door and called out. Still no response but I could hear them talking in the other room. Negah glared at me as I walked in, apologizing for intruding, but I saw a couple of soft smiles, and heard hello's and noticed more than a couple of pretty blatant head to toe once overs. No husbands around, they must all have the night off.

"Sorry to barge in, no one answered the door, is Libby here? My mom is out and asked me to deliver this," I said holding up the card.

As I finished, a clearly tipsy Libby came in from the kitchen, her tits nearly hanging out of a red tank top, nipples protruding. Thank god! No bra! and then I noticed that I could see nipples pushing through all the women's tops... must be a no bra evening for the ladies!

Reaching out, Libby pulled the card out of my hand and tore it open. Reading it once, then again, she began to smile. Looking at me she finally slurred 'tell your mom thanks, so sweet'.

The other ladies crowed around reading the card over Libby's shoulder, they all murmured about how sweet my mom was then started heading back to the living room. Libby didn't move, but I did get to watch the 5 asses I had fantasized about as the others walked back into the family room carrying their wine.

"Would you like a drink?" Libby asked.

"Sure Mrs. Johnson," I responded.

Being offered a drink was a rare treat at 18! Even without the alcohol I would have done anything to stay even a few more minutes so I could enjoy the view of Libby's tits a bit longer. As she turned around, I pretended to look at my phone while covertly turning on the camera and snapping a few pictures of Libby's tight ass, her shorts leaving nothing to the imagination.

Libby just gave me a drunk smile and handed me a glass "Hope you like my sangria!"

Taking a drink, I just about choked, it was strong. No wonder Libby was smashed and the others a bit uninhibited. I could just see Negah and Taylor in the other room holding hands looking at me.

"Rick, would you stick around and help us out? We wanted to do this in a hotel so we could get room service, but that fell through... I will make it worth your while" Libby stuttered. I wondered why she looked shy all of a sudden, but who in their fucking right mind would say no to helping a bunch of hot drunk women enjoy themselves? Masturbation material for life!

"Sure Ms. Johnson, I think my mom is coming by later but I can stick around. What do you need?"

"For starters, take the pitcher in to the other room," her tone suddenly more severe and demanding. No longer smiling, she just pointed and pushed past me.

Entering the room, I just stood there. All the women were chatting amongst themselves, no one paying me the least bit of attention. Odd. A few minutes ago, they were eying me like hungry cougars... pun intended!

"Ladies," Libby called out. "Ricky agreed to be our Room Service tonight, just tell him what you need and I am sure he will take care of you, right Ricky... I mean Room Service?"

What? Calling me Ricky and Room Service? What the hell? By this time, I was hard as a rock and my cock was clearly visible through my shorts. I tried to hide it, but I could see the smirks on several of the ladies faces... no longer the friendly smiles I was used to!

"Mrs. Johnson I..."

"Shut up Ricky, put down that pitcher and just sit over there," she said pointing to an armless sofa in the adjoin room. "We will let you know when we need you." Oddly the other women barely glanced at me, still chatting and drinking.

I walked over the other room, nursing my sangria. Frankly I have not ever had many opportunities, so alcohol is pretty new and this was going straight to my head. Sitting on the sofa was pretty frustrating! I could just barely see the women, and for some reason the bitch Negah was the only one I could see clearly, but even she barely glanced my way. Odder and odder.

After about 20 minutes Negah did get up and walk my way. Not saying a word, still glaring at me she slowly pushed my head down toward the sofa, pushing me onto my back with my head tilted back on the edge, looking up into her cold eyes... Not to mention her long dark legs and the hem of her workout tennis style skirt.

"Look at me Room Service" she said coldly. "I haven't had time to shower since my run, can you handle that?"

I have to pause for a minute. At this point in my life I was still a virgin. I have seen all the porn a boy my age can handle, and even felt up a few girls, but never been with one that would let me go all the way. So frankly, I had no idea what she was talking about!

"I think so Mrs. Etezadi..."

"GOOD!" she said with a sneer. "Here you go." Pushing down on my shoulders she quickly straddled my face, reached up between her legs and spreading her shaved cunt lips and pushing her wet VERY strong-smelling cunt over my mouth and nose! I didn't realize that in addition to no bra she was not wearing panties. Startled at first, I didn't know what to do and just froze until she started grinding away. Tasting her salty cunt, I closed my eyes, savoring the humiliation.

"Do you like my smelly pussy boy?" she asked. "I know you look at us all, tonight you are ours... And right now, you service me!"

I tried to move, but she kept pushing down on my shoulders. I am sure I could have gotten up, but honestly, I didn't want to. I had never smelled or tasted a pussy before, and frankly I liked it.

"Boy, you are failing this oral exam... use your tongue or just get up and leave."

With my nose now firmly pressing against her asshole I tried reaching up with my tongue, just barely touching her cunt lips, the salty taste getting stronger as I licked. Shifting forward she started grinding her cunt on my face again, making it hard to breath, thank god her asshole was now an inch away from my nose!

After a minute or two I could feel her cunt juice dripping down my left cheek, her pussy getting wetter and wetter. I could hear her breathing more heavily as she raised her cunt up just enough for me to get my tongue up to her clit. With a brief gasp she must have cum because I could suddenly taste a sweet salty liquid fill my mouth.

With no comment she got up and left, sitting back down with the other ladies, not acknowledging me at all.

I was still hard as a rock and started massaging my cock, slipping it out from the right side of my shorts only to hear Negah yell at Jenny to get the lotion.

Now Jenny, Libby's sister is a MILF if there ever was one. Mother of 2, one only 3 months old her tits were larger than the other ladies, and even with a bit of fat still around her middle she was hot... but right now she looked pissed.

"Oh no you don't boy," she said grabbing my hand away from my cock and squirting lotion all over it.

"The Viagra we put in your drink will keep you hard, but we don't want you cuming until later... that's Libby's treat. This will numb you so we can use that young cock of yours as we please."

My cock was getting numb and as I reached down again, I couldn't feel anything... Completely numb, but also still standing at attention!

Then Jenny dropped her shorts and straddled my face, exactly has Negah had done a few minutes earlier! Caught by surprise I started choking, but Jenny ignored me, grinding my face against her much cleaner cunt, not bothering to spread her ample cunt lips.

As she rode my face, I could hear an odd sound... was she texting on her phone? Really? Texting while riding my face... Humiliating but for some reason a complete turn on!

Momentarily she raised herself off of me, spreading her tight cunt lips, then settling back down, rubbing herself against my face, still texting away. After a time, my jaw began to ache, I could feel my tongue slowing down, unable to maintain the pace.

Fortunately, she suddenly came, dribbling her think cunt juice down my throat. As she lifted up, I started to ask "Mrs. John..." But she cut me off by pressing her milk filled right tit into my mouth and slowly massaging her nipple, her milk squirting all over my face and down my throat... delicious. Sweet, thin... with a smell I will savor for the rest of my life! Switching boobs and giving me another drink helped as my jaw relaxed and my mouth filled with sweet mothers' milk! Without a word she pulled away, pulled her top up, and walked out carrying her shorts.

As I rested, I could hear the women talking. Occasionally I would hear words like boy toy, room service and finally found a use for him, obviously referring to me, but never by name.

I heard Jenny say that she ordered the pizza and that there should be enough for the 5 of them. One of the women, Libby I think asked if they had to feed the boy. Jenny laughingly said she already had and had plenty if I needed more. This elicited a good laugh from all the ladies, along with a few derogatory comments about their toy and Finally a use for him!

I heard Usha speak up, her accent being very distinctive. "Jenny, I think you are leaking..." "Damn it!" I heard Jenny say, "Give me a minute to get cleaned up."

Returning to the room, Jenny just pulled down her top, pushed me aside and laid beside me for a moment, then glared at me... "Suck my wet tit, it isn't going to drain itself! Suck it like the baby you are," she whispered in a nasty tone while pulling me by the hair toward her oversized left tit.

There must be some muscle memory buried in me because I had no trouble sucking her and getting her milk to flow in warm spurts, each more delicious than the previous! As I suckled her, I glanced down and could see her hand wrapped around my rock-hard cock... but I still couldn't feel anything. I wonder what that lotion was... but as I pondered Usha came in and gently helped Jenny pull her top up then guide her out of the room.

Returning, Usha stripped completely nude, her ample bush standing in contrast to the shaved cunts of the previous to women to use me (I was beginning to think this way... I was theirs to use, and I think I liked it). Not saying a word, she straddled me where I lay, but squatting such that her asshole came down on my tongue first, slowly rocking back and forth forcing me to lick both holes. Smelling less strongly than Negah, but more pungent than Jenny I reveled in the pure degradation of being used like this, now by 3 women with no release... and frankly no way to get a release not being able to feel my cock at all!

The next thing I know, Usha is pushing me farther down the sofa and in walks Taylor, also nude and looking at me like some object, lusty clearly in her lovely blue eyes.

Straddling me once again, Usha pressed her hairy bush into my mouth and offered her hand to Taylor who straddled my head from behind. It was like being in a pussy vice, cunts on both sides crushing me between them. As they rode me, I could just make out their conversation, talking about work and what they were doing with their husbands later. I could hear Taylor laughing about her man and what a nice but boring fuck he was. Usha reminded her that she is lucky to have someone to fuck, her husband being away. They carried on like this for a while until Usha came, followed shortly by Taylor. Both women laughing like girls, they got up and walked out. Amazing how women can come like that!

"Happy Birthday to you... Happy birthday to you..." the ladies sang. Then silence followed by soft whispers.

Libby. Sweet, lovely Libby. Large tits, slender waist with legs that went on forever. In she came, silently, watching me. As we looked at each other, Negah and Usha walked up with something in their hands, each one of them coming up to me on either side.

As I continued to drink in Libby's beautiful face and body, Usha and Negah each gently took my wrists and wrapped something around each, securing me to the sofa, still lying on my back. I really couldn't believe what was happening. Still a virgin, amazed that I was living out a porn fantasy, frankly my mind went blank for a moment, I may even have blacked out. When I regained my senses, I could feel something heavy on my pelvis, looking up I could see the now naked Libby with her ample tits slowly lowering herself onto my hard cock. Still feeling nothing, all I could do was lay there and be used by the woman I had jacked thinking about so many times.

At first, she moved up and down slowly, then faster and faster. I could see her face contort as she came, then I felt her laying on my chest breathing heavily. She didn't move for at least 5 minutes, but then the other women, now all 4 of them surrounding us chanting "UP, UP, UP," with someone shouting "Get up birthday girl!"

Before I could open my eyes, Libby leaned back and moved up to my face, gently pressing her sopping cunt against my lips. I couldn't help myself! I savored her feminine smell, and gently licked the pussy that had so recently been penetrated by my own cock... heaven. As she pressed into me, I could feel my legs being lifted up and secured, my legs bent and spread. The sofa must be made for this as I could feel the portion just below my ass slide away as the women secured my ankles to my wrists, thank GOD I was flexible thanks to years of track and gymnastics!

My cock was still numb, but I could see someone rubbing more lotion on it, and rubbing a single finger around my anus... Sorry, but WHAT THE HELL? The lotion numbed my anus a bit, but the lubricated dildo that was suddenly inserted still hurt like hell... At first. I must have clenched my jaw because Libby lifted off my face, and slapped me... ME, my angle slapped ME!

Laughter! All the women, Libby included were laughing. I heard someone say "A plug." What?

"Mrs. Johnson," I tried to say as Libby rubbed her cunt up and down my face... "Mrs. Johnson... Please," my words hardly intelligible. Again, more laughter.

Usha leaned down and whispered in my ear that if I agreed to leave the plug in my ass, NO MATTER WHAT they would untie me. Of course, I agreed, my hips aching from being in the same position for far too long. But then the clincher. "Room Service Ricky... We have pictures. Do as you're told or we send them to all your friends."Frankly I think showing my friends pictures of beautiful MILFS siting on my face would make me a hero, so I didn't object. As my legs lowered, I felt another weight on my pelvis, looking up I could see Taylor taking her turn on my rigid cock, still without any sensation whatsoever.

The evening went on like this. Taylor cuming, then making me clean her cunt with my tongue, Usha riding me, Negah taking her turn then making me lick her asshole and cunt, then Jenny diving in. All the women talking to each other as if this was just a normal afternoon, ignoring me completely.

When I had finally licked each of their cunts, cleaning them as best I could I was led to the bathroom for a much-needed break. Oddly, walking with the plug in my ass wasn't as unpleasant as I feared, good since I couldn't remove without pictures going out.

Pissing when you can't feel your cock is tough, but I finally had some relief and returned, hoping for more pussy! I was insatiable, and frankly enjoying the degradation!

Walking out, that bitch Negah came up behind me and put a blindfold on me, then led me by the hand back to the sofa. Restrained once again I was told that my job was to guess the pussy.

Now, I would never have believed it, but each pussy really did smell and taste subtly, and sometimes not so subtly different.

First up was clearly Jenny, no mistaking her tight lips and fleshy belly!

Negah's smelly cunt tasted like heaven, no mistake!

The third was a guess, Taylor? The women laughed and someone slapped me hard across the face. I gasped for air as the same pussy was rubbed against my face while it's owner sucked my cock.

Thank god I was beginning to feel my cock again! Pleasure flooding in. Not Libby, the cunt lips were too small, not Usha as the cunt was shaved clean except for a thin hairy line I could just feel with my nose... I had not noticed that before, but I had to guess... "Libby?" I said, knowing I was wrong. SMACK, another slap.

Number three, whomever she was lifted herself off me, I could hear her quickly walking away.

Immediately I could feel Usha's hairy bush coming down on me, her weight crushing me into the sofa. I tried to say her name out loud, and she relented, I must have been clear enough.

Then Libby. Her long cunt lips gently draping over my mouth, her scent filling my nostrils, the flavor of her cunt forever burned into my memory. I intentionally delayed guessing, savoring every moment of her using me for her pleasure. When she stopped and raised herself, I simply thanked her, calling her by name. Gently lowering her asshole onto my tongue for a moment I could feel her shudder and cum again. Then another woman mounted my face, finally a taste I recognized... Taylor.

But wait. Jenny, Negah, Usha, Libby, Taylor... then who the hell was the third?

Once again, the women left the room and I could hear them talking and laughing, clearing the table and getting ready for pizza. Once the pizza arrived, they ate, mostly in silence, whispering some, laughing some and commenting on a good evening... "Finally".

One by one I felt the women come in and mount me, burying my cock deep in their MILF cunts... I came after the second woman fucked me; Usha I think as I could feel her hairy cunt but thanks to the Viagra my cock stood at attention. After the 4th, then 5th I started to hurt some. My boner standing strong, but aching from the constant pounding.

I think my pain was evident as I was given a brief respite. But who the hell was the woman I couldn't identify???

As I lay there pondering this, I felt soft hands caress my face, then pressure on the sofa, and the cunt I didn't recognize gently pressing on my face in a classic 69 position. Her scent, whomever she was had me enthralled.

Clearly a mature woman, but hairless other than the few hairs I could occasionally feel at the top of her juicy slit. She rode my face for about 5 minutes, briefly whispering to the other women as they walked in and out of the room. I could feel her sucking my cock slowly, and her gentile tongue caressing my now sore but hard member. Then suddenly clenching her thighs and squirting more cum into my mouth than any of the women that night. With her mouth still on my cock I also came, enjoying the sensation of her licking me clean and swallowing my cum before dismounting and leaving without a word.

They left me like that for a while, then started leaving one at a time. When I heard the door open and shut for the 4th time, Libby and Jenny came in, removed the blindfold and helped me up. Libby, as radiant as ever just glanced at me and handed me my shorts and told me to leave when I was ready. No thank you, not a kind word... nothing.

As I walked through the kitchen, I saw a partially finished sangria, and helped myself to what was left, I figured I deserved that at least! As I sat the glass down, I saw the card I had delivered with my mom's handwriting "Hope you enjoy your birthday present, send him home in one piece. Hope to see you before the night is out, Love Carol."

Unsure I decided to leave the plug in, pulling my shorts up to hide it as best I could... God, I hope my mom isn't home, it was already nearly 10pm, late for a work night.After my adventure at Libby's house with my mom's friends I was never sure if my mother knew what happened, or was in some way involved. When I got home, she was nowhere to be found, unusual on a work night. The card she had me give Libby was certainly suggestive, "Hope you enjoy your birthday present, send him home in one piece. Hope to see you before the night is out, Love Carol." But was I really the present?

The next morning everything seemed back to normal.

"Good morning sleepy head!" she exclaimed as I made my way down stairs to the smell of coffee and eggs. "Did you drop the card off at Libby's as I told you to?"

"Err... Yes mom. Libby asked me to stay and help with the party, hope that was ok."

"Of course!" she snapped; all the friendly motherly compassion gone from her face. "If she asked you to of course it's ok, she is one of my special friends."

What the hell does that mean? But no way was I going to ask with her sporting the bitch cougar scowl and domineering tone...

It's tough to be too angry with her. After 11 years of marriage my dad just left one day. No warning, no money, nothing. Having to fend for yourself is tough enough when you are single, but having to care for two kids made it doubly rough! My sister, 2 years older than me left early. It's scary how much she looks like my mother, right down to the slim waist and firm round asses... But there I go again!

And then there was me. Could I come home after my first 3 years in college and get a job? NO. I was just there to freeload for a few months before heading back to the grind... those few months turning into another few months, now well into my second summer.

"Ricky, Libby called this morning."

Finally, back to the motherly tone.

"She needs help fixing something. Mark is out of town for the next 2 weeks. Head down at 11, she is out running right now."

"Ok, mom."

"And honey," concern showing in her eyes. "Help her with anything she needs... She hates it when Mark is gone."

Am I stupid wondering if she knows how her friends are using me?

"I will head down as soon as I get cleaned up." I promised, grabbing a cup of coffee and turning to leave, suddenly no longer hungry, my insides churning in anticipation!

"Slow down mister, you need food to keep your energy up!" my mom said sternly, while pointing at the stove. "Serve us both, now please."

Grabbing plates, serving up eggs, gathering silverware and two napkins took all of about a minute. Turning back toward the table I could see my mom watching me intently... sporting an unusual facial expression, one I had not seen before. Better yet, as I leaned over to put her plate down, I accidentally looked down at her chest, seeing her nicely rounded breasts and just the top of one deep red areola. The day was officially off to a GOOD start!

I walked up to Libby's door a minute or two before 11, just as she ran up. It was a warm day; I could see sweat glistening on her forehead. Her workout cloths did nothing to hide her perfect body, even her breasts were obviously large, even when crushed by her sport bra.

"Come in Ricky" she said after taking a moment to catch her breath. "I need some help."

"Yes, Mrs. Johnson" I replied meekly, remembering the last encounter we had, being meek seemingly what she wanted from me.

Following her perfect ass into the house was pure pleasure, thank god she had to fumble with the keys for a minute.

Once inside, she headed up the stairs, clearly expecting me to follow.

"I'm really sweaty right now, Ricky." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I was already about to cum, just from hearing her say those words. The thought of tasting her dirty body was driving me over the edge. I remember Negah's smelly cunt, would Libby's taste like that after a long workout?

At the top of the stairs, past a door on either side was a large bathroom, more of a spa really. Double shower, private privy and a nice large double sink. The edging of the tub jutted into the shower, creating a natural ledge for sitting, or setting down shampoo etc. It was bare, looking more like a bench than a shelf, the grey tile glistening from being wet recently.

Outside the bathroom Libby stopped. Raising her right arm, she gave me a cool look, her right eyebrow raised expectantly. What she wanted was clear.

I could see how sweaty she was all over and I savored her musky smell.

She pulled me into her armpit as my nose filled with ripe body odor.

"Stick that tongue out and show me you're not as useless as your mother thinks you are."

Leaning into her pit, a soft smell hit me. The pungent smell of sweat filled my nostrils, but I ignored it, savoring the subordinate position she had naturally put me in. My tongue slowly pushed against her sweaty flesh, the salty musk nearly making me gag, razor stubble scratching my tongue. Knowing what was expected I began licking her pits, tasting the sour, sharp fresh sweat. I gagged a few times.

"You can do it!" she said, laughing at me. After what seemed like an eternity the smell had subsided and I deemed her armpits clean.

I thought to myself, "I love the real smell of women. the more real, the better." Honestly, the smell of perspiration was not what I had in mind!

I could see the glow on her face, she loved controlling me. Why was this so natural for her?

I followed her into the bathroom and watched as she opened the shower door and turned the water on, the temperature pre-set on the screen above the handle.

"Ricky, I need you to clean my cunt... now." she said softly. Slowly turning and sitting on the tub surround, spreading her long gorgeous legs, her sweaty cunt glistening in the artificial light.

I knew I was only there for her enjoyment and amusement, but for a moment her soft tone gave me hope that she actually liked me and was my lover.

"Ricky! Lick it clean." She commanded. I leaned forward, her musky scent washing over me, her run must have been a long one. She pushed her sweaty pussy onto my mouth, "Get a move on" she whispered, her voice getting suddenly softer as my tongue went to work.

I started by licking the outer edges of her cunt lips, cleaning up all the sweat that accumulated from her run. I remembered from the other afternoon that she tasted different than any women I had been with, which until the past week was VERY few! Frankly she tasted amazing. After I was sure the sweat was gone from her outer lips, I started working my tongue into her sweaty slit, as she moaned and her pussy started to drip into my mouth. I worked her clit, teased it at first, then I worked it hard and faster, until she was moaning and grinding into my face, a small amount of cunt juice flowing into my eager mouth.

Once her spasm's subsided, she reached down and firmly grasped my cock and lead me into the shower. She laughed at my surprised but happy expression. "Come on! You must have figured this out by now, you're only done when I say you're done!" "Lucky boy" she laughed. "Today I need a shower attendant."

She stood under the water luxuriating in the warmth while I stood behind her, chilly in the large open shower. Not being certain what she wanted from me, I stood there waiting. And waiting.

Handing me the shampoo she smiled and just leaned forward, clearing expecting that I would wash her soft brown hair. Feeling the slick liquid on my palm reminded me of other, smoother liquids that I had felt recently, but running my fingers over her scalp was intoxicating. Gently massaging her head and making sure to clean every bit of her hair, I suddenly felt her hands massaging my now stiff young cock, playing with it for her pleasure, not mine.

By the time I was done with the conditioner I suspect I had pre-cum running down the shaft, but it was hard to tell with the light water spray I was receiving along with the gentle hand job, which abruptly stopped, Libby turning her back to me, as she bent over to grab a scrubby and the soap.

Instead of standing she held the scrubby in one hand and spread her ass cheeks with two fingers from her other, wiggling her ass in my direction. Seeing the water flow over her cute anal pucker made my cock even harder if that was even possible.

Kneeling behind her I gently licked around her anal rose bud, then pressed my tongue firmly against it. Overcome with disgust at the smell and taste I pulled back, only to hear her laughter resonating in the enclosed space.

"So, you don't like that do you?" she said laughing. "I guess you can use your hands this time, I will decide if I tell your mother or not.

For some reason hearing that she might tell on me scared me. Frankly I am not sure why. My mother and I had always had a loving, cordial relationship. I was never afraid of her, but now, thinking that I might disappoint her I felt lost.

I pressed my hand against her asshole and rubbed up and down, some residual shampoo making this easy. Just to see how she would react I licked her there, once the shampoo had rinsed away.

"Oh, GOOD boy! She said. "Libby is very happy now!"

"I'm glad Mrs. Johnson." I sighed.

After handing me the scrubby and soap she raised her arms, making it clear that she expected a luxurious scrubbing. Gently cleaning her hands, arms, pits, then breasts I honestly felt at peace... this was my place. I loved being Libby's personal shower attendant!

Libby has firm handful breasts, I have been in love with them for years, now I was able to enjoy them on my terms, rubbing them, massaging them, then slowly taking each nipple between my lips evidently giving her pleasure based on the throaty growl I heard emanating from her lovely lips.

I would have enjoyed spending more time washing her legs, feet and cunt, but after a quick scrub and rinse she cut the adventure short and opened the shower door.

She stepped out and wrapped herself in a large soft towel, offering me nothing in return. Standing there, cold air making me shiver it was clear that I really didn't matter to her, I was just her shower attendant... There to serve, and occasionally to please.

"Come here." She said, easing herself onto her forearms, bending at the waist over the counter. "My pussy needs your cock."

"Yes Mrs. Johnson I said breathlessly." Fighting the urge to ram my rock-hard cock into her waiting pussy, I gently pressed against her outer folds, rubbing up and down and side to side. She was already wet, but becoming more so by the moment. Reaching back, she grabbed my testicles, pulling them downward to keep me from cuming, while pulling me into her.

I gently slid into her warm wet love tunnel inch by inch; my testicles held vice-like in her right hand. I would have blown my load on the spot were it not for the firm, somewhat painful downward pressure on my balls.

Holding still, my firm member pressing deeply into her love tunnel, she began to moan.

"oh Ricky, stay right there." She gaped, her firm round ass gyrating against my flat stomach.

"Stay right there!" I could hear her breathing louder and louder each time she gyrated against me.

"Oh FUCK!" she cried out. I could feel her tight womanly cunt spasm as she came, girl juice running down my testicles.

I could feel the cum boiling in my balls, but no.

"Pull out now Ricky." She commanded, her right hand pulling even harder on my testicles. "Go cum in the shower if you have to, but I want my cunt clean."

Doing as she suggested, I turned to masturbate in the shower. Happy laughter followed me in, my head low in humiliation. As I started to cum, I looked over at her, somewhat shocked to see a phone in her hand, the camera pointed at me.

"Libby, please," I said, pleading.

"Oh, sorry you poor boy!" she giggled. "I had to add this to my collection! Your performances are worth watching over and over!" "I have some friends that NEED to see this!"

With that she turned and walked out, evidently, she was done with me, my purpose served. Part of me wanted to be humiliated, but I honestly felt happy and more than a little proud. I had just fucked Libby, again!

I quickly dressed, still damp from not being able to dry myself off. As I walked to the front door Libby handed me what was clearly a Thank You card. "Give this to your mother Ricky" she said, watching me turn and walk out, closing the door firmly behind me.Day 2. "Your mother already signed the NDA for you" the lean, middle-aged woman behind the desk of her impressive personal office stated matter of factually. "But basically, you just need to know that this is a woman's only health and fitness club, if you ever talk about what you do here, or anything you see we will come after you"

Her neutral expression told me nothing, so I simply put my hands in my pockets and looked at her desk. "OK".

"You are known to some of our members, I am assured that there are pictures, and even a video or two that would look great on TikTok... Follow me?"

Unfortunately, I did, but the only video I knew of for sure was the one Libby took...surely, she can't mean that one? I nodded.

"OK, can you start today?"

"Yes ma'am" I responded, "I am looking forward to making some money!"

"Well, good then young man" she said running her hands over her short skirt as she stood, then brushing her long, light brown hair behind her shoulders. "Sit over there while I prepare a few things."

With that she walked out, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Mrs. O certainly was attractive! Long legs, petite breasts and lovely long hair. Sexy in the same way my mother was, but less severe and a bit more feminine.

Let's step back.

Day 1: It had been several days since I helped Libby in the shower. In fact, it was late Sunday, my mom was just back from her Sunday after church girls group get together. Frankly I had been bored since Wednesday, and had spoken to my mother very little.

"Dear" she said, snapping me out of my reverie. "I found you a job, the girls and I I think you will do well."

"What? I didn't know you were looking for one for me" I blurted out a bit surprised. Frankly I was surprised she had let me freeload for so long, well into my second year. I had been servicing my mom's friends sexually for some months now, along the way without discussing it, it had become obvious that I knew my mother was behind it all, and fully in control. Fortunately, my mother's friends are all attractive, and I was pleasantly surprised that I like being used sexually by mature, dominant women. Before this started, I was a virgin, my horizons had expanded rapidly!

"Ricky, I love you but you need to make something of your life, this is a start... I hear they need help at the health club. We all work out there, but it was Jenny's idea, Taylor thought it would be a great place for you to apply. Frankly you are pretty useless around here, just working out in the basement and running when the weather is good." She said with a scowl. "And playing video games or surfing porn isn't helping with our expenses either!"

I blushed. Of course, I was playing video games and looking at porn, who doesn't at my age.

"Mom!" I cried. "Stop, that's embarrassing, and I don't..."

"Sure, you don't!" she cut me off. "But let's not argue. Head to Pink Lady's Fitness tomorrow, your interview is at 9. I already took care of some of the paper work for you. Olivia is expecting you."

"Also" she said after clearing her throat. "Everyone calls her Mrs. O."

Day 2 (continued):

After 20 minutes or so Mrs. O came back in closing the door. I noticed that she had removed her shoes, her bare feet making soft slapping sounds as she walked across the tile.

"You have already been approved Ricky, but an audition is required. Your mother tells me you will do fine, but rules are rules!" She said smiling at me with an innocent grin. "Did you mother give you any idea what your duties would be?"

"No ma'am." I replied hesitantly... knowing full well what was likely ahead of me.

"Your mother tells me you can be a bit slow on the uptake, but a fast learner. Let me lay it out for you.", her smile gone, her demeanor now very businesslike.

"I run two clubs here. One that any woman can join and one for members only... and I am VERY selective, you know several of our members. I assure you; they are a very good representation. Attractive women between 18 and early 50's, fit and for the most part married. Some are in loving relationships, some not... But all are bored, which is why in addition to joining the health club they opted for the members only Pink Key Club. You can tell Pink Key members by the pink key on their membership cards. Some members have shirts showing the pink key, but not everyone. It's an exclusive club, our ladies are proud to be members!"

"Son. I think you have a pretty good idea what your duties will be, why don't you help me take off my clothes?" she asked, as she turned back to face me after locking the door.

Eager to obey, I stepped forward and began gently unbuttoning her blouse. By the fourth button it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra, her nipples protruding through the dark, but sheer fabric. Her gaze was steady, no other indication of arousal, or even interest.

"OK Ricky, you can move faster, I think? Trust me, I have done this before and this is not the important part." Her voice now sounding very much like my mothers, but there was no time to think about that, let alone let it arouse me!

Fortunately, the buttons were easy to undo, the blouse sliding easily to the ground. Her petite breasts inches from my hands, dark nipples protruding like double pencil erasers dipped in cherry chocolate, just waiting for my eager tongue!

"Damn it Ricky! NEVER, and I mean NEVER treat one of our members possessions like that!" she practically spit out, her once gentile voice becoming higher pitched and sharp like my mother's did when she was upset with me. Her breasts bouncing slightly as she grasped the front of my pants with her right hand. "Follow me."

Topless, she led me out of the office through a partially obscured door I had not noticed before, a pink key inlaid just under a spy hole in the top center.

The door led to a hallway; several doors obvious between large panels of floor to ceiling mirrors. Opening the last door on the right, she turned to me, pointed and said "Go in there and strip... completely. No talking to anyone! Put your cloths in a locker then come back here. Your mother tells me you showered and shaved before you came over. Good boy."

I opened the door, not sure what to expect. Nothing special met my expectant eyes. Just a small locker room/bathroom. Not wanting to disappoint, I quickly found a locker on the left wall, stripped and put my cloths in. Odd, I wasn't very nervous, but my penis was beginning to show signs of life. The image of her erect nipples and petit tits burned into my mind.

As I opened the door to leave a light started flashing over a mirror I had not noticed above a low urinal. The flashing became a number, jumping from 1 to 4 in seconds. What the hell?

Returning to the hall, Mrs. O grabbed my stiffening cock and led me back to her office.

"Ricky," she said calmly, releasing my young cock. "Your first duty will be to offer our clients any service they require immediately after working out. Let's see how you do, but remember. This is your audition, or maybe your orientation."

Her dark skirt slid easily down, exposing her neatly shaved cunt. Her pussy lips protruded more than most of my mom's friends, but less than Libby's. Darker skin on the outside of each lip, a perfect contrast to the trimmed light brown cunt hair that formed a nice V just above.

Pointing to the wall beside the door she uttered what I could only take as a command. "Sit with your back to the wall Ricky."

I sat down with my back to the wall, utterly turned on but completely unsure what to expect.

Standing in front of me, her pussy exactly level with my face she sneered a bit, turned and spread her ass checks and leaned back until her anus rubbed my nose. She moved up and down a bit, then bent her knees and pressed her anal rose bud onto my waiting tongue.

Not wanting to blow the interview I began licking, the smell subsiding quickly only to be replaced by the aroma of pussy arousal. Bending forward I was finally able to lick the lower portion of her beautiful mature cunt, the tangy smell of her pussy juice filling my nostrils.

"Good boy Ricky." She said slowly moving her hips up and down, her pussy and asshole covering my mouth and nose.

"Come." She said sternly, stepping away from me and walking to the couch.

Sitting, legs spread her eyes beckoned to me, her smile wicked.

Kneeling in front of her my first reaction was a nervous cough. "Mrs. O, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, VERY good Ricky! You really do understand your role, don't you? Your mother was right, god I love that woman!" she said, a slight sneer punctuating the word role. "Here" she said, her legs contrasting nicely with the light tan sofa. "lick my pussy little boy... would you do that for me?"

Leaning in, her womanly aroma filling my nostrils as I gently spread her luscious pussy lips, exposing her light pink inner cunt. Hungry now, I eagerly began licking each lip, progressing to the bottom of her now lightly pulsing pussy and running my tongue up and down like she was my personal lollipop, pausing after each lick, then starting over lower and lower until my tongue once again had access to her tight asshole.

Mrs. O spread her long legs holding her feet in her hands and scooted back, giving me easier access to both her luscious cunt AND her now damp asshole.

She came quickly, her damp cunt suddenly getting very wet, her legs clenching my head in a vice, both hands pressing me into her womanly folds. Minutes passed while I gently lapped up the juice now flowing gently over my lips, pausing only whenever she pulled my head back.

After what seemed like eternity, she pushed me away and dressed herself like nothing out of the ordinary had happened.

"You will do" she said in a professional voice, returning to her desk. "I have an appointment in 5 minutes, come here and sit under my desk. You will see, my chair was purpose built so that you can sit under me and smell me. Shouldn't be a long meeting, just stay still."

Not seeing any options, and not wanting to disappoint, I came around her desk, still naked, still fully erect. I could see the chair, under her chair. As I sat on cushion which was on the ground my head leaning back on the headrest she slid forward, parting her chair, her pussy less than an inch from my nose. "Don't say a word boy!" she spat out while grabbing a fist full of my hair in her left hand. "This is my meeting, you are just furniture, understand?"

"Yes Mrs. O" I said, unsure of what to do... I had never been used quite like this before.

Like clockwork there was a nock on the door. "Come in" Mrs. O said pleasantly. I could just hear the door open. Mrs. O used her left hand to pull me into her still damp cunt, but I could feel her gesturing with her right. "Come on in Carol" she said brightly. "I just wrapped up an interview, I will be ready in a moment."

As I heard the other woman clear her throat and say "Yes Mrs. O" I knew. My mother was in the room, mere feet from me, my face pressed into another woman's pussy, barely able to breath, held fast.

"How did the interview go?" my mother asked, her voice unusually soft.

"Very well dear, frankly one of the best in months. Thank you for asking." Was Mrs. O's reply, her body moving slightly, like she was still gesturing with, or waving her right hand.

Clearly my mother knew what this job entailed like she must have known how her friends were using me, but what was she doing here? Was she a member?

Lost in my own thoughts I lost the drift of the conversation and before I knew it, Mrs. O was pushing me back and standing. "Did you want to visit the Pink Kitty room today, or just relax after your work out?" Mrs. O asked directly.

I don't think I had ever heard my mother give such a gushing reply to any offer. "You are too kind Mrs. O, who could say no to an offer like that? Please let me get in a run, then yes, I would LOVE to enjoy the Pink Kitty room! Thank you so much!"

"OK then, he will be tired tonight, four of our regulars that like breaking in new boys have already requested him, but he can come in at noon tomorrow, enjoy your afternoon... and your morning tomorrow. I am sure you two have a lot to discuss!"I heard the door close behind my mother and felt Mrs. O slide her chair slightly forward, just enough for my tongue to reach her still moist cunt lips. It was obvious what she expected, but she grabbed my head and pushed me into her waiting quim. I started slowly as I had been taught, speeding up as Mrs. O began to grind into my young mouth. Soon she was moving my head up and down, using me as an oral fuck toy, her cum beginning to run down my chin as I felt her shiver, then relax.

"Ricky" she said sharply. My assistant Anna Yuan is going to give you a quick orientation then put you to work. Today you only have 3 clients, there were 4, but for some reason one backed out." She said with an odd smile. "I expect you to treat them well."

"Anna!" she yelled out, facing the hidden door, which promptly opened, revealing a slender, unsmiling Asian woman, slightly shorter than Mrs. O or my mother, like a sexy Asian housemaid. Her long black hair was pulled into a ponytail which she had pulled over her right breast. Standing in front of two such beautiful but different women fully nude should have been embarrassing, but in this setting, it seemed perfectly normal. Anna was wearing a short black skirt and white blouse. I could see her nipples protruding through the thin material, her long slender legs encased in dark, sheer nylons, a red garter just showing under the skirt on her left leg. She and Mrs. O exchanged a meaningful look, the meaning of which I could not imagine until Mrs. O abruptly said "Be nice to him... today". A slight nod being the only indication that Anna had heard her. Looking down at my semi erect cock, "Come" was all she said.

I followed. We went out and to the last door on the right as before, into the men's locker room.

"Ricky" she said as she pointed to a door adjacent to the locker room. "That is the rear entrance, from here on out you enter and leave thru there." Entering the locker room she began "I think you know where your cloths are, in future just use any open locker. You can trust the other boys not to steal from you, but for this shift we are a bit short handed, there are only five of you, I doubt you will bump into anyone, but if you do, we discourage talking. Remember, you are on display!" Reaching into a pocket in her skirt she pulled out a black permanent marker. Leaning forward I could feel her drawing on my right pectoral. "Ricky, your number is 6. From here on out" she said, handing me the marker, "draw a 6 on your chest just like this after you clean up for your shift." Being numbered was oddly humiliating, but it felt right for some reason I would have to think about later.

As before I noticed the sign over the mirror begin flashing, jumping from 1 to 3 to 5 in seconds. "You are already popular Ricky!" Anna said with a slightly demeaning smile. "Did Mrs. O explain the signage to you?"

"No ma'am, she didn't" I said, sensing that a longer reply would not be welcome.

"Well you see Ricky. Behind those mirrors is the Pink Key Lounge where our members wait for their showers and receive certain other services, they can watch everything that goes on in here, and for fun we let them rate how you look. That sign is just for fun, the one over there" she said pointing to a computer screen recessed into the wall "is where you will receive your instructions and stall assignment. OH, here is your first customer!" she said, genuinely smiling for the first time. "I have no idea who it is, but you see it says 6-sh2, that means attendant 6, you, to shower 2. Down here you can see any pre-selected treatments. The list is simple, our I.T. guy is working to make it nicer, but for now you can sell all the options, with the selected items highlighted. If nothing is highlighted, just go with the flow, the member will direct you."

On the screen I saw:

•Full package

•As instructed

•Oral sex before shower

•Full shower, with hair

•Full shower no hair

•Sex organ scrub only

•Oral sex in the shower

oPussy

oAss

oOther: Fill in the blanks

_________________________________

•Conventional sex (penetration) discouraged

Only As Instructed was highlighted.

"OK Ricky, this way" she said exiting the locker room to the rear, walking past the unusually low urinals, the mirror coming down to just above my knees... Did the women in the lounge watch us pee?

"Now Ricky," Anna said, her accent altering my name slightly, very sexy. "There are a few rules, and some things you need to know."

"First, you are NEVER to speak to the member you are servicing. Remember, your job is to be something of a shower fixture. Your title is Attendant, but you are here for the pleasure of our members and to service their needs."

"Always do as you are told. We discourage our members from talking to you, but occasionally one will. Please do not respond unless asked a direct question."

"Also, you will not know which member you are servicing before they join you in the shower. For all I know your first guest could be someone you know, a relative, one of your mother's friends, someone you thought liked you, a friend's mother. Do not react. They pay a lot for their membership; every shower experience is theirs to direct. Any questions?"

My mind was reeling. What had I, or my mother gotten me into?

"Ma'am, I do have one question if I may." I said meekly. Her expression clearly reflected her annoyance, but "Go ahead" she replied.

"Does my mother know what goes on here?"

Her reaction was not what I expected. She laughed out loud, looking me in the eye. It felt like she laughed for a long time, at me, not with me. I felt truly humiliated, degraded even.

"Ricky, your mother has been a member here for the past few years. She is earning her way up, but you will learn more about the other perks we offer once you have been here for a while."

Not knowing how I felt about this I simply nodded.

Handing me a blue pill and a black rubber ring, "Ok Ricky, thru that door" she said pointing past the urinals. "The stalls are clearly marked, yours is #2, just stand in the nook until your guest arrives. Put that cock ring on now and leave it on at all times, and ALWAYS remove all of the hair between your legs. REMEMBER THE RULES!" her last words barked out with an authoritarian air.

The door opened easily, I could see 10 shower stalls, all clearly marked, steam seeping from the tops of several of the solid metal doors. After pushing the black ring to the base of my young cock, I proceeded to the shower marked #2.

The shower was not what I expected. First, my door was clearly a rear entrance. Once inside I was standing in a nook, adjacent to the main shower stall, tiled in white with grey accents. A low bench was to my right, opposing shower heads on the opposing walls.

Standing there naked I was a bit chilly, my erection receding in spite of the blue pill. Fortunately, I did not have to wait long.

Across from me the main shower door was frosted glass, I could see the shadow of a woman on the other side bending over as she removed her shoes. A hand with nails polished in pink grabbed the top of the shower door to hold herself steady. The hand slipped away, and I could see my first customer (how else could I think of her?) removing all her clothing, finally bending over to remove her panties.

For a moment she stood facing the door, as if reading herself. I could smell both her perspiration and a subtle perfume. The door opened, revealing Libby, my mothers' friend, and the neighbor I had serviced so often. Not saying a word, she entered, glanced at my now erect member, and sat on the bench, spreading her long legs.

What she expected was clear, I knelt and licked up her sweaty right thigh, finally placing my hands on her tight ass while nuzzling her rank pussy, cleaning it while trying not to react to the overwhelming stench. Her breathing increased quickly. Having serviced her so many times before I made her come quickly. She pulled my face hard into her pussy as her juice flowed into my eager mouth, not letting me move as her orgasm subsided.

She abruptly stood up, nearly knocking me over and said 'Alexa, both showers on for Libby". After a moment both showers sprang to life, spraying us both with water exactly the right temperature.

Libby finally looked me in the eye, her expression annoyed. After a moment she cleared her throat and glanced at a shelf I had not noticed at first, two bottles of shampoo, a vial of lube, soap and a scrubby neatly laid out.

As Libby leaned forward under the shower, I gathered some of the shampoo in my hands, readying myself to wash her lovely hair. She eventually leaned back, allowing me to run my hands over her scalp, my fingers separating her locks into separate strands. The shampoo was lovely, a light fragrance, lathering up quickly. After a few minutes of this, Libby leaned forward again, rinsing her hair. Sensing an opportunity, I massaged her shoulders briefly, she didn't seem to mind.

After applying the conditioner Libby handed me the soap, pushing my hand away when I reached for the scrubby. Assuming she wanted me to use my hands only, I lathered them up and began but it was unsettling having her just look at me, not speaking.

She closed her eyes and turned her back to me. Starting with her neck I made my way over her shoulders and gently rubbed her armpits when she raised her arms. Feeling it worth the risk, I slowly slid my hands toward her lovely breasts. Sensing no resistance, I soon had an ample breast in each of my young hands! My already erect cock began to move of its own accord, now pressing up against her ass.

With an annoyed sigh Libby reach up and retrieved a bottle of the same lotion we had used before to desensitize my cock. Once applied I knew I was unlikely to come any time soon, but I could still feel the same arousal I had felt every time my mother had sent me to service her friends.

Eventually finishing with her breasts, I ran my hands down her flat belly, gently cleaning her as I headed for her luscious cunt. After rubbing her ass, she leaned forward clearly expecting me to clean her asshole. Unsure what she expected I added more soap to my hands and ran my right index finger up and down, loving the soft ridges I encountered as I moved up and down.

After a moment she bent over even further. Did she want me to use my tongue? I had done so before, so I took the chance and was rewarded with a pleasant sigh. Running my tongue over her anal bud, then down, softly licking the skin between her anus and her cunt, then licking her pussy and ass like a lollipop.

Having cum so recently my task quickly reverted to cleaning her, now working my way down each lovely leg. Her calves seemed tense, so I massaged them as I cleaned them, earning me another sigh of pleasure.

My last task was her feet, which she held up for me, after sitting on the bench, water streaming over her beautiful body. Starting with her right foot I rubbed the soap all over it, then gently massaged her arches, working my way down to each toe as I allowed them to be rinsed by the streaming water.

Reaching forward she pulled my head in closer, within licking distance of her lovely toes.

First gently licking the tip of her pink painted big toenail, then gently sucking it in and out of my mouth I proceeded to gently suck each toe, one at a time. She seemed to enjoy it, and I know I did so I kept at it until she pulled her foot away, placing her left foot in my hand.

After finishing with her left foot, Libby stood and stepped out of the shower. "Alexa, shower off" she stated confidently. A large white bath towel was on a heated rack by the main entrance, so I took it and wrapped it around her small body. Gently drying her hair, then slowly drying each body part one at a time.

She pointed back to the shower and we were done. Clearly, I had been dismissed by someone I thought liked me a little, but not a word, not even a thank you. All I heard as I returned to the nook was 'Alexa, shower off."

While I stood waiting in the nook, I felt the rear door open revealing Anna. Her nipples were still gently pushing against her white blouse, her narrow Asian eyes looking me up and down, apparently assessing me.

"You did well" she finally said. "We let Libby go first, she seems to know you and thought she could help break you in. She tells us she is satisfied and left you a small tip."

Reaching out she grasped my cock in her right hand, light brown skin with white nails contrasting with my white skin, blue veins standing out thanks to the constant pressure applied by the ring. "You can't feel this, can you?" she asked. "No ma'am" I replied, the gel having done its job.

"I bet you could fuck a hundred women with this monster and never feel a thing. You are a good tool! I may ask for you next time Mrs. O wants to do me a favor... Did I tell you that employees are rarely allowed to play with you boys? "

"OK, get ready. If we need to tell you anything you will see messages here, on this waterproof tablet." She said, pointing to said tablet mounted on the wall. The camera clearly visible. "I see your next customer coming in now. For today you don't need to go back to the locker room in between customers. We have asked them all to just direct you instead of wasting time since we are shorthanded" she said, pushing the door closed against my back. Who would I meet next?

Again, I could see a slender silhouette through the frosted glass, large breasts apparently already free from whatever clothing held them in during her workout. But this time the door opened promptly, the pleasant face of Miss Stickle appearing through the light steam. My high school English teacher. Shit.

Kim was pretty, I mean REALLY pretty. Slender body, long legs, and massive natural tits, large areolas with fat, light pink nipples and one distinct mole on her left breast. Her mid length blond hair was a bit disheveled, as she had just removed a white tank top that she had tossed onto the hamper.

I think she looked at me for a moment, but I couldn't really tell as she quickly grabbed my hands, bringing them to the top of her gym shorts, clearly wanting me to help her undress the rest of the way. I was not sure why she took off her top first, but seeing those lovely tits made my cock hurt as it throbbed against the tight black ring. No sensation other than a deep pressure. Damn gel!

Removing her tight black shorts revealed a completely shaved pussy between two legs every bit as lovely as every boy (at least) in our school fantasized, they would be. Long, cleanly shaved (just like her cunt), toenails painted light blue. As I bent over to remove her shoes, she leaned against me for balance, raising her left foot first, then her right. I thought I heard her mumble something, catching only a few words "...every bit of a stupid piece of boy meat I thought he would be." I blushed, not that she noticed, or cared.

Unlike Libby, Kim stepped immediately into the shower. "Alexa, shower on for Kim" she commanded, releasing a slightly warmer flow than before.

Unsure how to proceed I waited until she turned and faced fully away from me, the water now running over her head. I proceeded as before, gently washing and conditioning her hair, gently lathering her body with the pleasant-smelling soap. Having those large breasts in my hands should have been the thrill of a lifetime, but as I lingered there too long, she let out a snort, then a short, cruel laugh.

She spread her legs when I reached her pussy, placing one foot up on the bench to give me better access. Again I heard her speaking softly, catching only a few words "...boy...young...fucking dumb but...wanted to use him then...fucking finally... little boy meat..."

As instructed, I did not reply or attempt to speak to her. After cleaning her toes and sucking each one like I had with Libby she finally pulled my head into her breasts, clearly wanting me to lick her nipples.

Happy to comply I licked her left nipple, gently pulling it with my lips, flicking it with my tongue. As I did this, she began massaging her breast, squeezing, pumping until I felt a flow of milk in my mouth. "How..." I said, pulling back in surprise, but not getting any farther as she pulled me back in.

I don't know how long I suckled her breasts as the water cascaded over us. The flow of milk was like gentle spurts of sweet milky fluid, first from her left tit, then her right. Part way through I realized that I was hungry, giving me more motivation to nurse her breasts, as if I needed any! Fucking hot! Warm milk flowing down my hungry throat, some dripping down my chin.

Once the flow of milk subsided from her right breast she sighed contentedly and pushed me up. Once standing she reached for the lube on the shelf, handed it to me and bent over, placing her hands on the bench, her long legs spread, ready for my desensitized cock. Gently applying the lube to my now engorged member I entered her slowly at first, then picked up the pace as she frantically rubbed her clit.

Her orgasm was brief but intense. Her cunt pulsed at least a dozen times, then became a vice, holding my cock firmly as she peaked. Not being able to feel her heat or even tell how tight her cunt was frustrating... I had wanted to fuck this woman all through high school, and ever since. Now I had, but I couldn't really enjoy it.

And with that she let herself out of the shower, commanding "Alexa, shower off" as her pert ass passed through the door. "I will dry myself" I heard as the door closed.

Back in the nook I could see the word MESSAGE flashing on the tablet screen, I tapped the word and heard Anna's silky Asian voice say "Nice work Ricky, Kim is a very demanding client. We don't encourage our members to actually fuck our toys (that's how they think of you by the way), but Kim is somewhat special, and she paid a bit extra, I guess she knows you? We will have to discuss that some time, I love stories! Oh, it looks like you are up again, be a good toy!"

And with that the screen went blank and I could see a woman's silhouette through the frosted glass.

I waited. After a moment she knocked on the door, so I opened it and went to her and was shocked to see a red headed woman, well over 6 feet standing before me dressed in a tight black body suit, her hair in a pig tail, a very wet sweat band around her forehead. "Undress me boy" she whispered. I looked at her in surprise, not realizing that anyone would talk to me. "I know the rules boy, but I play by my own, undress me now you stupid little fuck toy!" raising her voice a bit as she spit out the insult. A slightly Slavic accent punctuating the words.

I started with her sweaty head band, removing it gently, running my fingers through her damp hair. Her top came off easily, her pert breasts spring free as soon as I pulled the sports bra over off. Bright red nipples protruding. She laughed cruelly as I looked at her.

"Get on with it" she whispered. "You really aren't good for anything else, get moving fuck toy!" As I helped her remove her shorts, I saw her set a small leather bag down by the shower door, but my attention quickly returned to this red headed goddess, feeling a slap on my ass. Without a word I removed her socks and she sat down, naked other than a very tight thong, just covering her cunt, a small patch of red cunt hair showing above it.

"Remove it with your mouth toy, carefully or I will hurt you." And I believed her!Her body was lightly covered in sweat, I could smell her as I leaned. I could taste the salt as I slid my tongue under the thong on her left hip. Grasping it gently in my teeth I pulled. It didn't go well, sliding down only an inch or so. Shifting positions, I repeated this process on the other side, moving the thong down the same distance, maybe slightly farther. Realizing that about the only way to accomplish the task at hand was to somehow get the material that was between her legs in my teeth, I gently lifted her legs and leaned in.

I was accustomed to the smell of unwashed pussy by now, but her aroma was more pungent... and erotic. I felt filthy but loved it.

"Clever boy" she whispered in my ear. "I wondered how long it would take you. Everyone says you are a good little cunt muncher, how pathetic! I wonder what your mother really thinks about you. Hmm."

So, she clearly knows my mother... but what did she mean by everyone?

"Do you like my stinky cunt little boy?" she asked, still whispering. "Does it turn you on that I don't care? It's nice to see a strong little boy who knows his place, I am surprised I haven't seen you here before, where has your mommy been hiding you?"

With that I finally pulled her panties off and was rewarded by having my nipples both pinched, then being pulled in to service her orally.

Her cunt was bald except for a tight triangle of red fur at the top, her lips were longer than most, and fleshy, protruding slightly in soft folds. I could smell sweat and cunt musk co-mingled as I began licking her twat... Her flavor slightly stronger than the other women I had serviced today, tangy like young wine.

"Do you like my Russian cunt?" she asked, "It doesn't like you very much, you are young and weak" she spit at me, pushing me to the ground and placing a very sweaty foot on my face. "Clean it" she commanded as I began licking her toes one at a time.

She eventually let me up, a constant stream of degrading comments following me into the shower.

"Shower on for Svetlana."

Unlike the others she washed her own hair, turning to me for a body wash, presenting her asshole to me part way through, demanding that I lick it now that I had washed it. "Did you do a good job little boy?" she asked as my tongue circled her anus. "If not, I guess you deal with it!"

I had done a good job, her anus was spotless, so I enjoyed myself for a few minutes, licking her anus and moving my tongue over the skin between that and her red Russian cunt.

"Turn around!" she commanded, still whispering as she reached outside the shower for the black bag.

"They won't let me hurt you here you little piece of shit" I heard her say. "But this doesn't hurt!" she hissed, sliding something very well lubricated up my ass. Fortunately, it wasn't large, thinner than the tail butt plug my moms friends sometimes put in me... but I realized that it was sliding in and out as she moved back and forth. A double headed dildo I assumed. "Take it, bitch. Take it bitch. Fuck me like the little bitch you are... "she whispered over and over. Occasionally slapping my ass, the dildo slid in and out, beginning to hurt a bit, but not much. It felt firm, but not hard. Silicon I guessed.

Her orgasm when it came was sudden and her shriek a surprise. So far, she had been quiet, I must have jumped a bit as she hit me again, laughing.

"If you don't tell them I spoke to you I will give you a big tip, agree boy slut?" she hissed, walking out the door.

"Alexa, Shower off."

Fortunately, she took the dildo with her, having it slide out of my ass made me wonder what it would feel like to have a pussy, something I would never know. I felt dominated, giving in to urges I didn't know I had... is that how women are? Slaves to their urges, sometimes those urges spilling over into a need to humiliate another person. I would never know.

Anna had told me that this was my last guest, and with no messages on the screen I quickly dried off and left the shower, walking with a slightly altered gate back into the locker room. As I dressed, I found a note. "1pm tomorrow, sharp! A very special client has requested you, come rested."

As I turned into our block, I could see several cars parked in front of our house, along with one blocking one of our two garage doors. Fortunately, the one I needed was clear, allowing me to easily enter and park.

Our house was oddly dark. No lights on, except for the one in my mom's upstairs bedroom... strange for 6pm, when my mother was typically downstairs working, cooking or relaxing in our living room.

I opened the door from the garage into our kitchen, and could smell the unmistakable aroma of pizza! Who doesn't love pizza, something my mom would bring home when I was younger as a special treat. As I closed the door and turned on the kitchen light, I heard some faint noises coming from upstairs, and the low hum of a conversation coming from the basement. My curiosity peaked, I started down the stairs, only to see all of my moms' friends eating pizza and chatting quietly. While a few of the ladies glanced my way, no one seemed to care that I was there other than Mrs. Lange, our next-door neighbor. Her daughter Liz and I had been friends since elementary school in spite of her being two years younger than me. I had watched her grow into a stunning dark-haired beauty. She must just be 18 this year. Mrs. Lange made direct eye contact with me, watching me as I entered the room.

Mrs. Lange is an attractive woman, sexy eyes, slender like my mothers' other friends, with much larger breasts than any of the others. I wondered if I would be servicing her soon, suddenly a bit fearful that my childhood friend would find out about my new role.

"Ricky" she said, "go see your mother upstairs". She has been waiting for you. Then she turned around, giving Libby a long hug.

A bit confused, but expecting a sexual confrontation I went back up the basement stairs and began ascending to the second floor that was mostly my mother's private apartment. I could hear giggles and a soft moan coming from my mothers' bedroom, the door nearly half way open.

"Are you sure Carol?" a young sounding voice asked. "Because I really want to" she continued, now play acting, her voice sounding like a little girl... Liz. "Oh yes little one, oh yes!"

Inside my mother was splayed out across the bed, my friend Liz, now a sexy young woman was gently lapping my mothers nearly hairless pussy, a strip of hair visible as Liz lowered her head. It was not crystal clear, my mother was the woman who had slapped me while I serviced her orally that first time at Libby's. I suspected, but was now certain. Aroused, I continued to watch Liz's cute bare ass wiggle as she continued to service my mother's pussy.

"Ricky" my mother called out. "You can come in now; we have been expecting you. Liz here was just warming me up, it's time you and I clear the air. I hope you don't mind, but Liz asked if she could watch... You can see how I asked her to pay for the privilege!"

While I knew that my mother had been orchestrating my outings with her friends, and was fully aware of my job duties at the Pink Key club, it was still shocking to see my mother so brazenly naked, being pleasured by my childhood friend... who completely ignored me, focusing her young mouth and all of her attention on my mother's now sopping cunt.

"Ricky," she began. "Do we have to play games or can you just concede that you have found your place? This world is divided up into different classes, some serve, some are served. I think you understand the difference? In the case of little Lizzy here, she is like me, she gets served but enjoys servicing now and again. Liz, say hello to my baby boy."

With that Liz turned slightly, laying her head between my mothers' legs, her lovely smile directed my way. "Nice to see you again Ricky, wanna play?", the last said in her fake little girl voice.

I had become accustomed to being naked in front of women, so it seemed perfectly natural that I should strip, so I did, my erection still at full mast, but without the cock ring. The numbing gel was wearing off slightly, but I was still unable to feel much in my cock, so I had to look down as I undressed.

"God Carol, you told me that gel and the blue pill worked, but holy shit, look at him! That cock is marvelous! Is this my 18th year coming out present?" Liz asked, still looking me in the eye, her head nestled between my mothers' legs, covering her pussy.

"Actually dear, he is a present for us both. He was a good for nothing lay-a-bout, so I had him trained. Turns out he likes being useful, and from the brief samples I have had, he is good at it. Since you are 18 now you and your mother are welcome to join our parties."

"Yes Ricky, I said OUR parties" my mother said looking at me severely. "I will be joining you from here on out openly, I expect you to service me and anyone I tell you to, clear?"

"Anyway, Lizzy. Yes, what would you like him to do for you, we have him for a bit, then I need to turn the others loose on him before it get's too late. I know your mother has a special interest in him, and I want to be fair."

"Will he do anything I tell him to Carol?" Liz asked, her innocent eyes narrowing with lust.

"Yes dear, did you see him take off his cloths without being asked? Trust me, he is a good boy!"

"Well, licking your pussy was great, I have always wanted to try an older woman, do you think he should lick our pussy's now so I can see what it feels like to be you? In charge I mean? Will you help me learn?"

"Ricky," my mother commanded. "Do as she ask! But start with her while she finishes with me."

"Lizzy dear, I haven't cum yet, and I do want to hear how you like the taste of my cum!" My mother exclaimed.

As Liz tuned over and knelt in front of my mothers, lapping at her glistening cunt, my only option was to start with what little of Liz's cunt I could reach, and her little puckered anal hole.

I started by putting my mouth over her virgin asshole. It was soaked as I expected, and I coated my tongue with the young cunt juice that had leaked from her tight pussy moments before.

The taste was clean and brilliant! Clearly, she had showered before coming over, her pussy had only a slightly musky scent, and a sweet young flavor I knew I would come to adore! I loved the soft bumps of her anal ring, how tight she was as I tried to put my tongue inside, and the increasing aroma of teen cunt that wafted into my nostrils. HEAVEN!

Then I slid under her so that I could get to her clitoris. It was still sticking up from her time with my mother, and made an easy target for my mouth. As my lips clamped around it, my tongue started to lick.

My tongue slid back and forth with just enough friction to keep her on the edge for ten minutes. Throughout this time, she squirmed and moaned with pleasure, all the while lapping at my mothers cunt like a hungry animal.

Sensing that she was close, I pressed down with my tongue and applied more pressure to her clit.

This caused an immediate orgasm, causing her little body to rock with each spasm, sweet teen cunt honey coating my eager tongue.

Before long, my mother was writhing, her breathing punctuated by increasingly urgent moans of pleasure. She was about to cum, moments after Lizzy. Clearly the little slut was still slurping away at my mothers' sweet hole!

"Ricky," she gasped. "Come over here and help Lizzy, you know what to do!"

Indeed, I did. Just before my mother could reach orgasm, I helped Liz turn around so she could face me and straddle my mother's face, allowing my mother a taste of sweet teen pussy, while I finished the job Liz had started, my tongue circling her clit, darting in and out of my mothers' now drenched cunt.

As my mother came, she cried out "Don't forget to share!", so I leaned away so Liz could bend over and savor some of my mother's juices.

After a few moments of ecstatic writhing "Lizzy dear, did you get what you wanted from our little toy?" my mother asked, an evil glint in her eye. "You said you wanted to see what being in charge was like, do you think that was it?"

"Well," Lizzy said in her little girl voice. "I didn't really get to tell him what to do, he just started. Do you ever give him orders, or is he just trained like this?"

"He does as he is told, but to be honest Lizzy, this is the only time he has serviced me, knowing it was me, so I really haven't had much opportunity to tell him what to do, but in general he does as he is told."

This last confirmed what I know, deep in my heart I had known for a while. My mother WAS the mystery woman, taste test #3 from my first session with my mom's friends! My cock roared to life.

"But Lizzy, if you want something, go ahead and tell him what to do. I don't mind."

I guess what I think doesn't matter, but I know this is true.

"Doesn't he work at your club now?" Lizzy asked, her innocent little girl voice making this the sexiest question I had ever heard! YES! I wanted to scream, YES!

"Yes dear, he is stepping up to his duties nicely. Why do you ask?"

"Well, my mommy said to be squeaky clean before coming down to the party, can I borrow him for a few minutes?"

"Of course, dear! He's all yours, I will clean up and meet you downstairs. Use the hall bath, I had it cleaned this morning."

"Thanks!" she said with a genuine smile, happiness lighting up her beautiful young features.

"Ricky, I'm tired, carry me!" she said, a cute pout accentuating her adorable features.

As I reached down to lift her, she sprang into my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck like a little princess, and while she may enjoy pretending to be a little girl, her ripe tits brushed my chin as she settled in, my thoughts instantly turning to the firm ass and petite cunt so close to me... would anyone really blame me if I tossed her on the bed and fucked her young lights out? I mean... Really?

But, being well accustomed to my new role I simple helped her get comfortable and carried her out, and down the hall.

"Ok, Ricky." She started, a frown starting to form. "My mommy says no smelly cunts tonight... so I need you to clean me up. Do you know how to do that?".

Assuming she meant with my tongue, I helped her sit on the edge of the tub, gently spreading her long, young legs, leaning in while reaching for her girly pussy lips.

"No silly! You can do that after! I need a douche now, it's on the counter. Warm it up by running the bottle under warm water then bring it here!", her voice no less childlike, but more demanding. I don't think she will have any difficulty with being in charge now and again.

On the counter was a plastic squeeze bottle filled with a slightly off-color liquid, a tube extending from one end. This is new ground for me, but her instructions were clear so I carefully warmed the bottle under the faucet, making sure not to let the water get too hot.

While I worked, Lizzy (I couldn't help but to start thinking of her as Lizzy, not my old friend Liz) started peeing, while singing some childish song to herself, something about being a pretty princess with a burly slave..., utter nonsense.

When I thought the liquid was warm enough, I removed the plastic packaging and gently turned the tube to extend it as the diagram on the side showed. I carried it over and asked her to tell me what to do.

She was now sitting on the toilet, legs spread, her bare pussy on display, the last dribbles of urine making a gentle splash in the toilet. "Put the tube in my pussy silly!" she said laughing. "Then gently squirt it in me, then you can watch me pee it out!" she said, clapping her hands, her breasts bouncing with each clap.

True to her word, she let me gently part her cunt lips and slide the soft gel tube up into her, stopping when she tapped my hand. Feeling her clench her cunt muscles, then relax, I looked up into her face and started squeezing when she nodded. Quite a bit of fluid rushed out, covering my hands, splashing on the toilet seat, but most hitting the water. After one squeeze I could still feel fluid, so I tried again, ultimately squeezing the bottle several times, rolling it up to make sure I pushed every drop up into Lizzy's tight, now spotless cunt.

"Ricky, how does it smell?" she asked sweetly. Leaning in I could smell a light lavender scent. "It smells like flowers Lizzy; your pussy is perfect!" She was fresh and wonderful!

She handed me the hand towel from beside her, and I proceeded to dry her pussy, and her legs where some of the fluid had splashed.

"There you go, good as new." I said, smiling down at her. I knew the moment she raised her arms that she wanted to be carried again, so I gently lifted her, her now slightly damp ass nestling in the crook of my right arm. "Where to now Lizzy?" I asked.

"I think it's time for my party," she said shyly. "Can we go downstairs now?"

"Sure sweetie."

The main floor of our house was empty, but I could see light coming from the basement, so down we went. As we tuned into the main room, confetti flew all around as my mom and a dozen or so other ladies sang Happy Birthday. Lizzy smiled, clapping her hands and bouncing in my arms.

When the ladies were done singing, I noticed that Lizzy and I were the only one's naked. All the ladies were nicely dressed, all sexy in different ways. My slender mother was in a sheer cream colored long dress, her nipples just showing through.. no bra tonight! Libby's large breasts were nearly coming out of the white top she had on, which was a perfect compliment to the short plaid skirt she was wearing, looking every inch the little school girl.

The big surprise was Kim. She had her back to me, but I could easily recognize her. She was standing in the corner talking to Jenny, one of my mothers' other friends that I had not seen in a while. Remembering that first party I was invited to, and my recent experience with Kim at the Pink Key club, I had to wonder, are they both still lactating? From where I stood, with little Lizzy curled up in my arms I could not see either well. Time would tell!

Lizzy's mother approached us and asked me to put Lizzy down, so I did.

"Lizzy" she began. "Today is a VERY special day! You are finally 18 and get to experience some new things. Tonight, should be very special for you. There are a couple of things. Do you remember the oath you leaned when you were little?" At first Lizzy looked confused, then her face brightened into a sweet smile, her head nodding vigorously.

"Before I lay me down to sleep, tonight my body is yours to keep. I say my prayers that you agree, let me play with thee while you play with me. Amen." She recited, a serious look on her cute little face. How could this innocent looking girl possibly be 18? Her breasts couldn't be more than B cups, and her face was as innocent now as I had ever seen... But then I remembered her taking charge upstairs, and her clear enjoyment of my mom's pussy and I knew better.

"Lizzy," her mom asked. "Do you remember what that means? Can you explain it to us, and tell me what you have decided about the special word?"

"Mommy, you taught me this a long time ago, of course I remember" she said, stomping her right foot like a little girl. "It means that tonight I am special. I get to have anything from anyone here that I want, and you get to have anything you want from me. It's a fun gown-up game, and I get to go first for as long as it is still my birthday!" Her cute pout returning. "We don't need any special words. I decide NO!" This last coming out with a burst of pride.

Her mother beamed at her; her face radiant with pride. "Lizzy, that special word is a 'safe' word. If we have one, anyone can use it to make the others stop whatever they are doing... if not then no one can say no... to anything. Do you understand honey?"

Lizzy just smiled, turning slightly, leaning back on her right leg, her left hip jutting out sexily toward the other women, small breasts swaying slightly.

"Ok, then Lizzy, what would you like to do first?"

"Strip show!!" she said gaily. "One at a time. Clothing off, nice and slow unless I tell you to hurry up, then come lay over here by me" she said, walking backwards toward the enormous couch I had not noticed before. Clearly something brought in for the occasion. It was light grey, and looked like satin, larger than two king sized beds pushed together. It would be a tight fit if she expected all the women here to join her on it.

"I might get some other ideas, is that ok mommy?" she asked, looking at her mother.

"Of course, darling! This is your party now. Who would you like to see strip first?"

"Mommy, first, I am thirsty. Is there anything to drink?"

"Well sweetie, we have water or your favorite milk... what do you want? The ladies and I will be drinking vodka, do you want any of that?"

"MILK! Thank you, mommy!" clapping her hands again like a little girl.

"Sweetie, mommy has never explained to you why your milk is so special, and better than anything you get at your friends houses, why don't you have Kim and Jenny strip for you, then they can show you where your favorite milk comes from?"

Confused, Lizzy nodded slowly as Kim and Jenny walked forward arm in arm.

Jenny had slimmed up since I last saw her, the slight roll around her middle barely noticeable through the sheer blouses each was wearing. Kim's sheer white, Jenny's light blue. The fabric over Kim's right breast was slightly damp, the patch growing ever darker as she and Jenny slowly danced and removed each other's heels, skirt and stockings.

Reaching out, Kim began unbuttoning Jenny's blouse, Jenny quickly returning the favor, 4 engorged breasts suddenly swinging nearly in unison as the women turned to face their young friend.

Kim sat to Lizzy's right, Jenny on her left, both lying back, long legs bent at the knee over the edge of the sofa, freshly shaved cunts exposed.

Lizzy still looked confused but happy, her eyes looking at the pussies beside her with clear youthful lust.

"What now Mommy? Can I have a drink now?"

"Here honey, let me show you." Her mother offered, slowly sliding her lacy black dress to the floor, her magnificent womanly body now fully exposed, no panties, a triangle of black hair just above her fleshy lips, the hood covering her clit slightly darker than the skin around it. Stepping forward she began licking, then sucking Kim's left breast. Massaging it at first, then squeezing closer to the nipple made Kim start to sit up as if in pain, then lay back, a look of relief flooding her beautiful face.

Moving in closer to Lizzy, her mother placed her lips against her daughters and released the mouthful of human tit milk she had just extracted from the stunning blond, now gently rubbing her pussy next to young Lizzy.

"The surprise was obvious. Lizzy looked shocked, then thrilled! After drinking the milk from her mother's mouth, she turned and curled up next to Kim like a baby and began nuzzling her breast, clear muscle memory kicking in.

From where I was standing, I could see Lizzy's petite face, eyes closed, then suddenly open, seeming to beckon me. As I approached Lizzy guided my hand to the tit she was suckling, clearly wanting me to help her get more out. I was happy to oblige.

Lizzy nuzzled Kim's bulky tit for 5 minutes, until she had extracted every drop. "Mommy, do you want some?" she asked.

"Only if you tell me I can honey"

"Mommy, I want to watch you, and Ricky, be a good little boy and let me watch you drink from Jenny!" she said, a sweet smile on her young lips.